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I'm at the airport, paying way too much for internet access, but what's a series without a useless fanon-ruining crapilogue, right?
What Funny Girl Says to Me About New York
Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter.
Life's candy, and the sun's a ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Dont tell me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade!
Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter.
Life's candy, and the sun's a ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Dont tell me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade!
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The key is waiting for you downstairs. :)
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Hope your last day, your flight, and the trip into the city all went well! I look forward to hearing about your apartment-seeking and job hunting adventures. I hope once you feel somewhat settled, we can get together! :)
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Marcy: My husband was a movie freak. Actually, he was particularly obsessed with one movie, "The Wizard of Oz." He talked about it constantly. I thought it was cute at first. On our wedding night, I was a virgin. When we made love - you've seen the movie, haven't you?
Paul Hackett: "The Wizard of Oz"? Yeah.
Marcy: Well, whenever he - you know, when he came...
Paul Hackett: Yeah.
Marcy: ...he would scream out, "Surrender Dorothy!" That's all! Just "Surrender Dorothy!"
Paul Hackett: Wow.
Marcy: Instead of saying something normal like, "Oh, God," or something normal like that. I mean, it was pretty creepy! And I told him I thought so, but he just, he just couldn't stop, he just, he just couldn't stop, he just... couldn't stop.
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